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Health Club Humiliation Pt 01

Health Club Humiliation Pt 01

by geoffrey1963
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NOTE- All characters are 18 yrs of age or older.

Have you ever had the feeling that you're being watched? Jennifer was feeling that now...again. Ever since that incident on the bus, then with David and his friends... and Jake and his two brothers, the blonde wife had experienced the nagging feeling that wherever she went, someone could recognize her from those photos. She had no proof that any of the those pictures of her were posted on the internet. No one had said anything, showed her anything, or made any comments. But just knowing those photos could be out there somewhere made her feel...dirty, and paranoid.

And now it was happening again, here at the Fitness Club that she regularly visited four times a week. Jen was proud of how she'd stayed in shape, even at 40 years old. Her legs and ass were firm and shapely. Her tummy was flat and toned, and her 36b breasts still had no sag to them. She wore her long, blonde hair pulled into a pony tail when she worked out. She even did Kegel exercises in the privacy of her bathroom to keep her pussy snug and tight.

But she couldn't shake the feeling that those two young black guys across the weight room were looking at her too often, and at their phones. It wasn't unusual for most club patrons to have their phones with them on the exercise floor. But these guys were looking at their phones, then at her, then again at their phones. The taller one looked to be maybe 18-19, 6 foot 3 or so, very muscular and in shape. His workout buddy was around the same age, a bit shorter, maybe 6 feet, a few pounds heavier, but also very fit.

Maybe it was nothing she hoped, just her uncomfortable suspicions that any young male she encountered had seen "those photos" or, god forbid, the videos. Maybe they just admired the way her sweaty top and sports bra showed off her boobs. Maybe the way her snug, hot pink workout shorts cradled her round ass. Or the way the Hip Abductor machine held her thighs widespread and displayed her sweaty girl-parts to anyone who cared to look.

Oh geez, now they were walking over over toward the where Jen was struggling with the extra weight she'd convinced herself she could handle. Her thighs were forced wide apart and these guys were getting a good look at her barely covered crotch.

"Hey" the taller guy smiled, "I'm Rick. My buddy Jake and I need your help with a little bet we have." Rick swiped his finger across his phone screen and turned it toward her. "I say this is you, but Jake isn't so sure. Whaddya' say? Is it really you?"

Jen's heart was in her throat. OMG! There she was, on his phone screen, completely naked. She wanted to say something, anything. NO, thats not me, you've made a mistake. But she was so shocked to be outed like this, here in public, that her mouth just hung open as she tried to stammer out any kind of denial.

Both boys were grinning at her red-faced distress. "Yeah, we thought it was you. Its okay," Ricked smiled. "Your secret is safe with us. Why don't we just head on over to the yoga studio at the back. There aren't any classes for the rest of the day, and nobody else needs to hear us talk about this."

Still too flustered to think clearly, the blonde wife let the boys help her up from the thigh machine. Each one took an arm and half-guided, half-pulled her into the empty workout area.

"So do you like to be called Jennifer, Jen, or Jenni?" Rick asked. Jen was shocked that they knew who she was.

"How do you know my name?" she asked, confused and concerned. Before Rick could answer, she heard the door open, and a third young black male entered. He was wearing the uniform of the Fitness Club, and his name, Daryl, was embroidered on the front of his shirt.

"Oh Daryl figured it out for us. He works the front desk and saw you coming in every week. He's actually the one who recognized you from those pictures online. He looked up your information on your Membership Application and clued us in on who you were. We even know where you work and your address."

The blonde wife's spirits sank as she realized these boys had all the leverage they needed to get anything they wanted from her. But, what DID they want? Money? She found herself hoping it was that simple...

"Okay guys, I get it. What is it you want?" she mumbled. She didn't like the smiles on their faces as they leered at her.

"We can talk about that later," Rick grinned. " For now, I think we'll start with blow jobs."

"HERE? Right now?" Jen whimpered. She wanted to scream for help, or run. But she understood she really had no other options. "Okay...fine. Let's get this over with." Not for the first time she wondered how she always seemed to end up as a sex toy for horny black guys. "Is that door locked?" she asked.

"Nope, Fire Department code says it has to be unlocked while the Club is open," Daryl smiled.

"B-but what happens if somebody walks in?" she whimpered. All three looked at her and grinned.

"Well, I guess they can watch if they want!" replied Daryl. "Maybe you want to get going here before that happens?"

Hanging her head in defeat, Jen dropped to her knees and waited as Rick tugged down his shorts and his jock strap. OMG! His cock was BIG! And not even fully erect yet. "Yeah, I get that a lot from white bitches," he grinned when he saw her reaction. "Suck it Jen. You know you want to."

Reluctantly the blonde wife opened her mouth and accepted the head of his heavy cock. She had already determined that the best course of action would be to make each of them cum as quickly as possible. She guessed that a big part of the thrill for them was having this power over a married white woman, and she wouldn't let them prolong her humiliation any longer than she had to.

And to be honest...she was worried she might start to enjoy it, like she had with some of the other black boys she'd been forced to have sex with. That would take her down that dark path she didn't think she'd want to revisit.

But to make Rick cum fast, she would need to be aggressive. Jen wrapped both hands around the shaft of his thick cock and started milking it while she slurped and mouthed the swollen purple prick head.

"Damn, this bitch really wants my black meat," he grunted. "Lookit' her sucking on it!" He grabbed her blonde ponytail as a handle and began pushing her head down further on his stiff prick. She gagged a few times when he forced her head down too far.

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The musky scent of his meat and balls filled her nostrils. She could taste his cock and pre-cum on her tongue. Despite her shame, she could feel pussy juice starting to leak into her panty crotch. Nooo she told herself. Don't get excited and lose control...again.

She felt strong hands on her top and sports bra, Jake tugging the spandex fabric up until her tits popped free. She stopped sucking Rick's cock long enough for Jake to pull them off over her head, before taking his spit-slick cock back in her mouth.

Jake's fingers began kneading and tweaking her big nipples and sweaty tits. Oohhh, it felt good....too good. More gushes of twat sauce now soaking her panties. Geez, she dimly realized she was starting to get turned on by this, just as she had too many other times.

Jen had thought about it over again and again, usually while masturbating in her bathroom or in bed. WHY did she respond to the degrading, lewd things all those nasty teens had done to her... and forced her to do to them. But, had she REALLY been forced? Or did she tell herself that just to excuse what she had allowed herself to become... when slutty Jennifer's TRUE personality came out?

Jen realized she had fallen into a rhythm, working Rick's cock in and out while jacking his thick meat, even cupping his heavy balls. She felt his tension building, the need to empty his teen nuts into her hot, sucking mouth. She thought about slowing things down, making him wait for his release. But that seemed counter-productive, when her goal was to make them cum as quickly as possible and get it all over with. Now suddenly the blonde wife wanted to feel his jizz flooding her mouth, swallowing his hot seed down her throat.

"Ohhh fukkkkk!" she heard him grunt, his sperm and semen jetting from the slit in his cockhead. Jen swallowed as fast as she could, but he was cumming so hard that dribbles of his jizz leaked from the corners of her mouth, dripped down her chin onto her sweaty boobs. Her hands continued to work his shaft, milking out every drop of cum.

Drained, Rick stepped back, but held Jen's hands so she was forced to stumble to her feet. Jake's hands had stopped groping her tits long enough to hook into the elastic waistband of her snug workout shorts. Without conscious thought, she wiggled her hips to help him pull her shorts down around her ankles, then stepped awkwardly out of them. The blonde wife was left standing in front of the three boys in only her white thong panties.

"The panties too," Jake ordered. Obediently Jen peeled down the scrap of fabric that had barely covered her pussy. Now she was completely naked she felt somehow even more degraded.

They were leering at her like she was some kind of dirty stripper, not an ambitious career wife and Mom. But as she had shamefully admitted to herself before, the more perverted and degrading all these dirty boys treated her, the more excited she became.

And seeing the lust on these boys faces, the way they wanted her, was doing something unexpected to her head. She WANTED these young men to force her to be naughty, to submit to them sexually. That way she could rationalize in her brain that SHE was not at fault for her slutty behavior. The boys made her do it, she had no choice.

"On your hands and knees Jen," she heard Daryl order. Daryl? She nearly forgotten about him while Rick and Jake had been using her. She looked over and realized he'd been using his phone to video record everything that had gone on! OMG!! Not again.

"Noooo! No pictures or videos guys," the red-faced wife pleaded. But she knew it was useless. Jake was on his knees in front of her, his huge erection right in her face. Knowing what she had to do, Jen wrapped one hand around the base of his meat and guided it into her already cum-slimed mouth.

With practiced ease she began swirling her talented tongue around the head of his cock, teasing the tender spot under the glans, then sucking him into her hot mouth while jacking his shaft with her left hand. Groaning loudly, he grabbed her head in both hands and began working his cock deeper into her mouth, faster and deeper, face-fucking the blonde wife.

Daryl was kneeling behind her, having also slipped out of his shorts and jock, and was rubbing the fat purple head of his boner between her meaty twat lips. So much for blow jobs only!

"N-no, please, a condom," she whimpered. "I'm not on the pill." Daryl just laughed and said "Black guys don't use rubbers, and sluts like you don't need 'em!"

But if she were being honest with herself, Jen had to admit she was feeling very horny and needed a big young cock in her pussy. Needed it to the point that it was she who pushed her hips back against Daryl, sliding his dark cock into her slick fuck-slot.

Oooohhh, soooo good! Urgently now, the blonde wife bucked her ass back against the black teen, driving more cock into her juicing pussy until she felt his heavy balls banging against her twat lips.

Slowly at first, then faster and harder the white wife and the black teen settled into a steady rhythm. Jennifer was too horny now, too desperate for cock to play at being the reluctant victim.

She moaned, she squealed, she grunted like a bitch in heat while working her clenching pussy around Daryl's dark meat. Her tits jiggled and joggled back and forth with the force of their fucking.

At the same time she was doing her best to draw the cum from Jake's cock in her mouth. Letting her spit-slicked fingers slide back from the root of his cock, she reached back along the flesh between his thighs... to his sweaty asshole, and pressed her finger against it.

"Ooohhhfukkkkkk!!" he grunted. Jen felt his balls convulsing in her face, the first thick spurts of baby-batter spraying down her throat. Before she realized what was happening, he'd yanked his spewing cock from her mouth and was glazing her face and hair. Four, five, six thick spurts hosed her face, in her hair, in her eyes!

No time to catch her breath, as Daryl began hammering her pussy deep and hard. Jen sagged down onto her elbows, ass high in the classic doggy-style posture, pushing her hips back against his wild thrusts. Her mouth hung open slackly and she was drooling while Jake's slimy sperm-load dripped down her face onto the yoga mat beneath her.

No words now, she could only make guttural, grunting sounds as she felt her orgasm welling up inside, the spring winding tighter and tighter, until...

"OOohhhh, f-fuck meeeeee!" she wailed. Give it to meeee! Make me cummm!" But instead, he slowed his pace, hardly thrusting at all, keeping her just on the edge.

"Nooo...please...I need it. I need to cummm," she begged, shamelessly. Jen couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, pleading with this black teen to fuck her.

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"You want it don't you cunt? He grinned. "You want my cock to fuck you, want my cum inside you, don't you? Well... lemme hear you beg bitch!"

Jen was too desperate to satisfy her needy pussy to even feel the humiliation. "Y-yesss. Please! I need to be fucked."

" You want me to fill you up with my jizz bitch? You want me to seed your white cunt and maybe put my black baby in your belly?" he hissed. "Well...?"

"Oh gawd, noooo. Don't put your baby in me," she pleaded. Grinning at her shame, Daryl began pounding poor Jennifer's needy pussy again. She was so close it took only a few hard thrusts to push her, finally, into a violent orgasm.

Grunting and babbling, she felt the climax ripping through her groin. Jen's legs quivered and she felt her cunt muscles clenching and convulsing around his hard cock, trying to milk it of its load of sperm.

A loud groan, and then she felt the white-hot wetness flooding her insides. Jen was panting, her head spinning and had Daryl not been holding her hips she would surely have sagged into a puddle on the yoga mat.

She felt Daryl's cock slide out of her, and the gush of jizz dripping from her stretched pussy. She didn't think her legs would support her just yet, but before she could even think about trying to stand, another pair of hands were on her hips, holding her in place. And another cock was pushing its way into her sloppy twat. Jake...or Rick?

But as she raised her head, trying to focus, both Jake and Rick were standing in front of her! Well then who...OMG!!!

Jennifer realized they were no longer alone in the yoga room. "W-what...noooo!" she stammered, looking around. There were four other guys in a half-circle behind her, cocks already out, stroking absently as they waited a turn in Jen's pussy. Three were black guys. One looked Latino, and Jen recognized him as one of the Maintenance Crew that worked at the club. All hard boners for her.

They'd all her her plead with Daryl to fuck her, heard her beg for his cock and cum. So trying to persuade them NOT to fuck her would be a waste of breath.

The Latino guy already had his cock inside her was sliding in and out of her juicy pussy. She didn't want it to feel good, didn't want her body to respond to their hard fucking like the whore they all thought she was. But what she wanted didn't matter. Her body betrayed her, like it had so many times before.

She panted in time to the slap-slap sounds of the random young male assaulting her milfy pussy. Shamefaced, it occurred to her that she was old enough to be most of these boys Mom. And yet they were all queued up behind her, anxious to fuck her full of their seed.

The second orgasm was as strong as the first, her body shaking and trembling, her wordless sounds loud in the room as she cried out in unavoidable pleasure. The young Latino inside her suddenly tensed and pushed hard against her ass, then the flood of wetness spreading inside her, mixing his cum with Daryl's.

He pulled out, and Jen's pussy felt oddly empty with no cock fucking her. But that lasted only a few second before the next cock in line slipped easily up inside her. He was bigger than the last boy, and Jen could feel his cockhead banging against her cervix.

The blonde wife's pussy was quite full of jizz by now and Jen could hear the loud squishy, squelchy sounds as he fucked her hard. His thrusts churned her cunt juice and their sperm into a sticky-white, gooey froth that dripped and hung in strings from her stretched fuck-hole. For some silly reason it embarrassed her, that these boys could hear how sloppy-wet she was.

His thicker cock rubbed her clitty just right, and it wasn't long before Jen could feel another orgasm building in her cum-clogged pussy. The third climax hit her even harder than the first couple had, her pussy muscles twitching and convulsing wildly.

Gushes of pussy juice sprayed from her snatch, puddling beneath her on the yoga mat, almost like she had peed herself. Jen had always been embarrassed to be a "squirter". When she had first started having sex, sometimes she'd get so excited and out of control that a fluid sprayed from her vagina. Her Gynecologist had assured her it was not urine, just something that was released from glands in her pussy. It didn't happen to every girl. Back then Jen had wished she was one of those girls who didn't squirt. But it did make her orgasms even more intense...like now!

And the fact that it was happening to her now, here, also made it all the more humiliating. These boys were seeing the fluids squirting from her twat, and assumed she was so out of control that she was peeing herself.

Her sweaty body spasmed like she was being electrocuted. She felt so dizzy, the room spinning around her, and she wondered if she might pass out.

Inside her, the young black cock ground against her, then erupted in a half-dozen powerful, heavy spurts. He was so deep inside her, pressed right against her cervix that she felt his jets of sperm even more intensely.

Her mind wandered, oddly wondering if his swimmers were already on their way up her uterus and into her Fallopian tubes, hunting her ripe, unprotected egg. She had soooo much teen seed in her already, likely over 900 MILLION from the three donors so far. Given those odds, she calculated there was no way she wouldn't get pregnant. But for some reason the thought of a black baby swelling in her belly didn't bother her right now...

As the most recent sperm donor pulled out of Jen's sloppy twat, the last two black teens were eager for their turns. "Get her up," she heard one of them say. The other boy, with Jake's help pulled Jen up onto her very rubbery legs.

He grabbed her crop top from the pile of her clothes and swiped it across the yoga mat, soaking up her spilled cunt juices. Then flopped onto his back, his boner sticking up like a fence post. "Sit on it slut," he directed.

Jake and the other boy helped a confused Jen squat, lowering herself onto his rock-hard erection, cowgirl style. Jen wobbled unsteadily, and Jake had to hold her until she regained her balance. He was already erect again, and taking Jen's right hand, guided it to his boner. It took her a moment to realize her expected her to jack his cock.

The black boy beneath her had quite a thick and long cock. Ordinarily Jen might have had trouble accommodating that much meat between her legs. But she was so full of twat sauce and seed that he just slid all the way to the end of her pussy. It occurred to her that she'd never felt so full inside before.

Behind her, the other young black worked the tip of his cock in all the goo that was oozing from her stuffed hole, then guided it to her puckered pink hole. OMG NOOOOO!!

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